The Wind Blows......

No noise, no movement, no chill in the air,
No whistle or howl to whip through your hair.

Then out of nowhere, no start nor end
a wind stirs, a breeze blows, our invisible Friend.

It kisses your cheeks and wraps all around,
It moves through the land with a joyful soft sound.

It travels, it carries, spreads color throughout,
like a paintbrush from God it can blow away doubt.

So when the trees dance and the daisies sway,
the wind blows through our lives sending dreams on their way

--written by a 16 year old Jen, I just found it and I still love it.
I hope you liked it too.